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Sabaydii,
Here is the continuation of a series ‘Coming home’ entitled
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Hakphaang,
Kongkeo Saycocie
As a person having one foot
Planted in other provinces
I came to see
Different from those born and raised in the capital
Grand as
In the eyes of the provincials
Deep of a root
Enough to connect all the Lao hearts
Like
As it is said
Held generations and generations of Lao hearts
No land ever did
Remember
The many generations of Quon Lao
Forced to leave the country
Were all longing to come back
For
To them
Separating themselves from
Amounted to the plucking away
Of KhuamPenLao[1] from their Lao souls
Will
And will they live to see her again?
If not
Will they see her
Through the eyes of their offspring?
This wish this longing
So well entrenched
So well carved
Nothing will do
But the blossoming of
And the meeting of Lao hearts
Lao souls again
Couldn’t help to think
What happened to
First a creation of the French colonialism
Then an attempt to carry on the French legacy
Without regards to finding the heart of KhuamPenLao
When the new regime arrived
KhuamPenLao was but a lip service
With only a superficial bravado at display
What is
After 175 years of destruction
After half a century of independence
And after a quarter of century of a new regime
Will say
It is like a siege city
Limping on
With no heart
Merely a will to survive
From day to day
A long cry from her glorious past
Ask yourself
Is this the role carved out
By the greatest of all Lao kings
Chao Saysetthathiraj?
Remember
The whole of Muang Lao is looking at you
For guidance assertiveness
And a vision grand enough
To navigate Muang Lao
Back to her grand olden days
I for one
Lao enough
To stand behind you
For Muang Lao needs you badly
And so do all Lao
Scattered around the globe
9.15.03